For as long as I can remember, I have been bothered by something at night time. Nothing sexual, just my bed moving, my sheets pulled off, my hair being touched, breathing and hearing whispering next to me. I even got hit with a water bottle cap once as I was trying to sleep. It stops for a while and then when I least expect it, it will start again. It really doesn't scare me that much anymore, more than anything I feel annoyed by it. I'm not sure if it is always the same "thing" or not, it's been going on for a very long time. I also don't know if it friendly or not. I say this because a couple of times I've been woken by something just in time to avoid danger. I can't remember if I have submitted a story on that here yet, I'll check and if I haven't I will submit one.
Anyway, this happened to me just a few weeks ago. I keep thinking about it and trying to relive those few seconds.
I'm pretty sure I was dreaming, I'm not sure if I saw myself in bed but I remember seeing a black shadow standing at the foot of my bed, it looked like it was getting closer as if it was ready to get in the bed or was leaning in. I remember thinking "I got you, I finally see you!" I was really angry and started kicking out trying to hurt the shadow. Next thing I know I'm awake and kicking my feet, I had my eyes open and for a few seconds I was able to see the shadow and another more solid looking form standing next to the shadow. I remember hearing a sigh, not made by me, the kind you make when you are surprised. Then I saw both forms go down really fast, like they ducked or like a vacuum sucked them in. Sorry, I'm not good at describing or explaining things. The thing that surprises me the most is that as I was kicking I felt I was hitting something solid but what I was seeing was a shadow. Even if I was hitting the other more solid looking form, it shouldn't feel solid. I thought ghosts or spirits or whatever were supposed to feel like air. One other thing that I should mention is that my feet were uncovered so I was not hitting a blanket. I stayed awake for the remainder of the night and I remember my feet having that sensation like when you just kick something solid.
What I find funny now is that instead of being scared all I was thinking then was "I knew it, I knew there was something here, I'm not crazy!"